Hi Salty Runners! I’m honored and excited to be on the Salty team. I’m 39, living in Berlin, Germany with my four year-old son, my husband, and two cranky middle-aged cats. When I’m not playing hide and seek, building with Duplos, or working as a university department administrator, I run. Sometimes in the park near my house in the city, sometimes through 18th- and 19th-century classical landscapes and along the river in Potsdam, and sometimes in the Grunewald, the big forest park in Berlin.
I’ve been running basically forever. My dad claims I ran a mile around the local track with him when I was five. I don’t remember that, but I do remember being 12 and really wanting to run. So I did. I joined the middle-school cross country team and thus began an almost ten-year period of running too fast all the time and then wondering why my race times never really improved. Seriously!
I’m faster now than I was in college, and it’s all down to the magic of running mostly slow and occasionally fast. Well, plus a few minor details like eating and sleeping enough.
I kept running in college and afterwards, just because I liked it. In my twenties I mostly ran because it felt good and I couldn’t stand just sitting around in an office all day and then coming home and sitting some more. In 2008 I suddenly had the urge to run seriously again, whatever that meant. Well, you know how it is. You have to distract yourself from a bad relationship and you can’t deal with your feelings so you need to obsess about something, so you might as well train for a half marathon.
And what do you know? After all those years of jogging around at no particular pace, I started running more, signing up for races, and dropped minutes off my PR at each one. That was addictive. I got really into learning about the science of training and now enjoy trying out different training plans and philosophies and seeing how they affect my body and performance. I mostly run 10ks and half marathons and am on an apparently perpetual quest to break 45 minutes in the 10k and 1:40 in the half.
I just can’t imagine not running. Does it always feel amazing? Not in the moment, no. Sometimes it’s a slog, but sometimes it feels great and usually it’s somewhere in between; I never regret having gone for a run afterwards. I always feel calmer and more relaxed after a run. My son loves to run, too. For him it’s tag, mostly, or playing “let’s go for a run” and I hope as he gets older he’ll retain that joy in movement … and that my hours of running are a good example for him, despite that guilty voice in my head that tells me my running is reason number 894 why he will need a good therapist.
Right now I’m starting to base-build after a three-month break – well, more of a breakdown really, but we can cover that in another post – and getting excited to train for the Berlin Marathon on Sept. 25th, 2016: my first marathon! I also do Pilates and strength train a few times a week.
I’m currently interested in finding the balance between training and recovery, because there’s nothing like a good breakdown to get you interested in recovery. I’m experimenting with tracking heart rate variability to monitor stress and adaptation to training.
I plan to write about the mental side of training, momming and running, my marathon training, and whatever randomness seems like it might be fun to share!